Rabbit Box Blog

Memories and stories of our family

  • Uncle Marion

    When his younger brother Marion became pastor of Sunset Road Baptist Church in Charlotte, Dad took all of us to hear him preach. As he began to speak to the congregation, he motioned toward us and welcomed us as visitors. “My brother Bobby was like Andrew in the Bible, for he introduced me to Christ,” Continue reading

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  • Grandpa Charlie

    No one would ever confuse my two grandfathers. Although they lived within five miles of each other and shared many acquaintances, they barely knew each other. As far as I know, they never socialized, except at rare gatherings when Mom and Dad pulled their families together.. Whether they liked each other or not I never Continue reading

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  • Uncle Jim’s House

    Dad was always close to his Uncle Jim and Aunt Vera Lineberger. They hosted the Lineberger family reunion for years, and we always attended, along with a hundred or so relatives. But our little family also visited several times a year, especially after Grandpa Charlie died. Uncle Jim lived in the old family house, referred Continue reading